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249 Don't burn yourself out, my star, wait for me.

Using the street lights outside to penetrate into the car window, Xia Hongjun seemed a little unhappy when he saw the girl and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong? I feel sorry for the money?"

"Well... we weren't treating guests at first." Chen Zhaodi muttered.

"You can't say that. Feng Xiaogang is just an ordinary artist at the TV station. How high can his salary be? I guess he has reimbursed his monthly salary for this meal. He really wants to make this movie. I paid for this little money for my meal!"

"Besides, my husband, I'm short of this money."

"Slutty!" Chen Zhaodi's face turned red.

When the two of them were together recently, they insisted on calling him husband and wife.

It sounds weird.

So stingy.

But my heart is sweet.

Seeing that the girl was not tangled with this matter, Xia Hongjun looked at the quiet street outside and smiled slightly on his face.

Although Feng Xiaogang is still playing the role of "Feng Pants", he will be a big director in the future.

In early November, it was already winter in Yanjing, but it was not yet time for heating. At night, the classroom was as cold as an ice cellar, and the students complained.

It's Saturday night now, and Xia Hongjun did not attend the school dance, but sat in the classroom, rubbing his hands and was doing his homework. In addition to homework, there was one thing that must be completed quickly.

At the beginning of this year, Shao Xiang, editor-in-chief of the Poetry Magazine, promised to publish a collection of poems and participate in the "National Literature Award" selection. This is almost the end of the year.

Also, today Chen Zhaodi is going to participate in an astronomical club event, so it is not good to dance by herself.

Looking at the watch, it was already nine o'clock in the evening, and the window was pitch black and you could still hear the whistling wind.

Is this girl still on the roof, right?

It's such a cold day, and there's wind blowing outside. What should I do if I catch a cold?

Thinking of this, Xia Hongjun decided to go up and take a look.

The astronomical club activity location is on the rooftop of the Ninth floor of the Jiaoji. Since the Yan Yubing jumped off the building, the roof of the Ninth floor of the Jiaoji has been blocked for a period of time.

But this is the tallest building of Normal University and the best place to observe astrological constellations. The astronomical club found the school's soft and hard grinding, and finally got the key to the skylight.

Xia Hongjun put on a scarf and left the classroom and did not go upstairs. Instead, he left the teaching building and ran back to the dormitory on his bicycle, took his military coat and then rode his bike back to the ninth floor of the Ching. Then he climbed upstairs.

He climbed to the top floor in one breath, and the skylight leading to the roof opened with difficulty and climbed up. He got out of the skylight and saw several figures shaking around a machine on the rooftop. One was holding a flashlight, and the other was following the flashlight light recording something.

After Xia Hongjun took a few steps, he realized that it was an astronomical telescope, an astronomical community that was active.

There was Chen Zhaodi inside. The girl was looking at the stars in the sky carefully looking at the telescope.

The roof was dark, the wind was strong, and it was chilly. Chen Zhaodi was wearing a little, and it looked thin in the cold wind. It made Xia Hongjun feel distressed and hurried forward.

Hearing the footsteps, Chen Zhaodi turned around and saw Xia Hongjun coming from the darkness smiled sweetly at her. He knew that he was coming to find him, so he asked him to wait a little longer, and the observation was about to end.

Xia Hongjun was not easy to disturb him, so he let the girl put on the coat. After thinking about it, he gently wrapped the scarf around the girl's neck, which immediately caused a laugh from the boys around him.

Chen Zhaodi's face turned red immediately, but fortunately everyone was so dark that she saw her embarrassment.

Xia Hongjun said it doesn’t matter, spread some dog food to make you single dogs jealous!

I deserve to be single if I stay in this dark and cold place for a day!

Since Chen Zhaodi couldn't leave immediately, Xia Hongjun had to accompany him.

Standing on the dark roof, looking up at the night sky, as brilliant as the galaxy, Xia Hongjun suddenly felt very beautiful.

"Tonight, there is a meteor shower in the direction of Leo." A boy suddenly spoke.

Xia Hongjun met him, Yang Yong, president of the Astronomy Society, and a master's degree in physics.

Because Chen Zhaodi often participates in astronomical observation activities and the Xia Hongjun sometimes comes, they know each other.

"What time is it?"

"Three o'clock in the middle of the night."

Xia Hongjun was shocked. Should he wait until that time?

"I've seen a Leo meteor shower, which was the Xinjiang Nanshan Observatory. During the internship, the instructor took us there."

"Yellow and green meteors are like lightning, one after another, passing through the horizon, which makes the figures on the ground long. At most, you can see 9 meteors in one second, and the whole sky is as bright as fireworks. The first time I saw such a beautiful meteor shower." Yang Yong said.

"Have you made a wish?"

"certainly."

Xia Hongjun smiled, unable to see that he, who was usually silent and serious, also had a romantic side in his heart.

"I have read your novel, which is not worth mentioning from a scientific perspective, but it is indeed well written."

Yang Yong suddenly said.

Xia Hongjun knew that he was referring to "Poetry Cloud", so he became humble.

"I also like poetry, especially poetry about the starry sky." After Yang Yong said that, he suddenly looked at the starry sky and recited loudly:

Surround Jieshi in the east to see the vast ocean.

How calm the water is, the mountains and islands are standing tall.

There are forests and lush grasses.

The autumn wind is bleak and the waves are surging.

The journey of the sun and the moon is like a journey out of it.

The stars are brilliant, as if they are out of the corner.

Fortunately, I sing to express my aspirations

Cao Cao's "Viewing the Sea".

Although it is written about the sea, the two middle sentences describe the galaxy.

It is indeed a generation of heroes with a broad mind.

"You have one? You are a poet." Yang Yong said.

I?

Cao Mengde's poems are here, who dares to show off his skills?

Moreover, there are not many modern poems that can write the starry sky, at least they are not as grand as other people's ancient poems.

There is a song that makes do:

How many roads will I walk,

How many peaks are there to conquer me to find myself,

How many times will I fail,

How many times will I start over,

And does all this make sense?

I will wait patiently, I will prepare myself

That journey to my dreams and hopes.

Don't burn yourself out,

My stars, please wait for me.

.....

....

"The rhymes are a bit bad, but they are quite imposing. What's the name?"

“My journey is the sea of ​​stars”

"This name is grand!" Yang Yong laughed: "I am going to compose a music for it and become the social song of our astronomical community."

"You can compose music?"

Xia Hongjun Yes.

Yang Yong smiled and said nothing.

At this time, after Chen Zhaodi finished observing, Xia Hongjun pulled her downstairs.

Forget about meteor showers and other things.

A cold is not good.

On the way to send Chen Zhaodi back to the dormitory, when Xia Hongjun asked about Yang Yong's songwriting, Chen Zhaodi smiled and replied: "Yes, President Yang really knows how to write songs, and singing is also very good."

"Didn't he learn quantum mechanics?" Xia Hongjun said strangely.

"Who said that those who study physics cannot sing?" Chen Zhaodi gave him a blank look: "I heard that President Yang has also formed a band with his classmates from Tsinghua University."

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